FC: Poetry Portfolio .
1: A Seasonal Life (Free Verse) . F | Spring fling. The time where you hear the birds flap there wings. Burning hot, passing out. Once at a time, fishermen come out. Until it all dies down, to the leaves falling to the ground. You hear nothing, branches, not a word from a single wind blow is heard. Winter steps in to join the fun. Until soon, to cold to play, It's a seasonal life time joy.
2: What does my name mean? (Acrostic Poem) K- Kind to some people I care about A -Atychiphobia ( Fear of Failure ) is something about me I like. N - Nice when I know you care. D - Demanding when I know what's right but you refuse to listen A - Artistic when it comes to building something, can't draw though I - Irresponsible when I am sleeping silently.
3: I Am poem. (Spring) I am warm as I approach the cold winds I wonder if one day, me and fall will ever become friends. I hear rumors saying I am cold, when I'm just trying to blend in. I see people with coats, hoping I can bring up their warming hopes I want to play like the leaves of trees I am Spring I pretend to like summer, when only he has more fun I feel unwanted by winter, because of the cold splinters I touch the kids with the warm touch of love I worry that they love summer over me I cry when I see no one outside, but summer has many I am Spring I understand summer is warmer, but I am warm I say Love you to all outside and play I dream I dream of seeing what comes new to the season I try to stay when it does I hope I never go away when It's not time I am Spring
4: Flower ( apology The pretty red flower You know the one with the yellow on top Needed water But I was out of town So I gave it cookies, Also with milk. But it turned pail, fell over and died. So I brought a new one With a note, to tell you, Sorry!
5: Abused Dog (onomatopoeia *Wang Wang* You hear a dog whipped *Bang Bang* You hear a dog shot *zip zip* The dog is being tied up *SLASH* His throat is cut off.
6: Those Sandy White Shores Sure are the cure for depressed souls Now leaving relaxed.. | What a beach does !! By Kandai Stansberry (Haiku
7: What happens in school, stays n school! (Personification) | As I open my book bag, my pencils falls. I pick it up while paper is on my desk. I must leave but they must rest. Pencil writes its own while they paper yells HEY ! I Come back, confused and all, with all kinds of words yelling at me! Pencils eraser is gone, left in stitches, while my paper balls up, and throws across the room. What happens in school, must stay in school
8: Wood Splinters ( Free Verse) | Ouch! It hurts, Torching me more than a burn That needle hot with burning flames Touches my skin while in the name. The splinter is out although it hurt Now scars hunt my skin , teasing me . A band-aid doesn't help with pain like this. Alcohol makes it worse, with a blistering hiss
9: Gummy Bear ! (Narrative) *Smack Smack* Taste like Grape Grape greets my my mouth with joyful taste So why should I think of waste? I know it taste awesome, like the feel of wind. But feels with juice of gushing in! Every time it's gone, its hurts my feelings To know I harm a gummy bear while teething. But it's not worth the wait of waiting. So why not buy another pack. And lets get to eating!